They call me the cat broker

Two more rescues this week.  A colony caretaker I know volunteers at the food bank and a guy came in looking for food for his cat and her seven kittens.  The caretaker offered assistance and it became apparent this guy couldn't afford these cats but didn't have the wherewithal to surrender them to THS.  She contacted me and on Monday evening we went to his apartment.  By then there were only two kittens, the story was that the other five had gone to his sister on the farm.  Who knows what the real story was, but nevertheless mama cat and her two babies needed somewhere to go so into the carrier they went.  He also had two un-neutered males hence the kittens.  Unfortunately he can't afford to get them fixed either, ah the endless cycle, well it stops here for these three.  The amazing Connie took them in and it looks like TCR will take them on.  Luckily it's still not kitten season.  Poor cats are timid but they will be fine, the mama is tiny.  Connie named the black kitten Frances Jane after her beloved feral FJ who just recently disappeared.

Lily, Frances Jane, and mom 

My other rescue in which I was really just a middleman was a pregnant cat found outside in the west end.  This lovely lady was found with a collar and a leash! but her home could not be found and when the people who found her took her to the vet to check for a microchip it was discovered she was very pregnant and about to give birth.   I was in contact with them and thankfully found a foster home through ACR.  Kathy has taken her in and she will get settled before the kittens come.

At least these cats are on their journey to new forever homes.  Kitten season is looming, and I'm back to trapping next week, taking on a colony of six or seven in Scarborough.  It's a race against nature to beat the onslaught of kittens.